Cerveza

Sometimes you've gotta take matters into your own hands, like that time you choked Steve Urkel, 'cause damn that kid is annoying. For a bar from a guy taking a stand on Miami's beer situation, Cerveza.

From a health insurance auditor/beer zealot who was sickened by the lack of interesting brew options in his hood and did something about it, Cerveza's dedicated to reasonably priced, hard-to-find brews (over 200'll be in stock by this weekend), with lots of high-tops and barstools, two flatscreens for sports, rustic brick arches over the bar, and a concrete floor that's been acid-stained, and now can't stop listening to Pink Floyd, but like, the really obscure stuff. The suds selection's divided by genre with lagers repped by idiosyncratic choices like Latrobe, PA's Iron City and Cali's Lagunitas Brown Shugga, and funky wheats like Bell's Oberon Ale ( spicy, fruity, outta Michigan), In Heat Wheat from Flying Dog in MD, Peak Organic Pomegranate Wheat (Portland, ME), and Germany's Weihenstephaner, filled with "hints of bubble gum" (e.g., Bazooka Joe has one eye). A deep ale roster includes Rogue Dead Guy, Hazed and Infused, Highland Gaelic, and Oaked Arrogant Bastard, plus IPAs like Terrapin Rye and Dogfish Head 60 and 90 Minute, while a special section for Belgians offers Duvel Golden Ale, Chimay, Leffe Blonde, and St. Bernardus Abbey Ale Abt 12: the owner's fave, a full bodied 10.5% ABVer that's "assertive", much like you after two.

Beyond beer there're ciders like Woodchuck pear & amber, plus the UK's Strongbow. Because parties are occasionally enjoyable, they'll be tossing a grand opening one this weekend, with $3 brews, $12 buckets, a DJ, and promo girls doling out beers from 7-10p on Friday, which'll have you saying "TGIF" for the first time since since being released from jail.

From a health insurance auditor/beer zealot who was sickened by the lack of interesting brew options in his hood and did something about it, Cerveza's dedicated to reasonably priced, hard-to-find brews (over 200'll be in stock by this weekend), with lots of high-tops and barstools, two flatscreens for sports, rustic brick arches over the bar, and a concrete floor that's been acid-stained, and now can't stop listening to Pink Floyd, but like, the really obscure stuff.